After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Fifteen-year-old boy, tidy up for the first time.

Wearing an exquisite red lacquer crown, a red gauze gown, wide sleeves, and a high elongated belt, the appearance is like a zhilanyu tree, the fox eyes are shining with coolness, and the demeanor is elegant and calm, as if exuding nobility from the bone, just like the ninefold The most beautiful and eye-catching red crane on the palace.

"Young Lord of Zhen Guo's Mansion, you look so good!"

"The skin is white and the lips are red, as if she has applied powder. I heard that the aristocratic gentleman in Dayong is very popular in applying powder. He is even more particular about makeup than women!"

"What kind of eyes are there, my little father-in-law is a natural beauty, you think everyone looks like you, and you put such a thick layer of powder on your bumpy face!"

"You fart, I don't wear powder, my skin is naturally so good!"

"Ahhh, I want to marry my little father-in-law!"

"Hey, the princesses in our country are not worthy of the little prince, and we are even more unworthy! The famous family of Dayong and Chang'an, do you know what it means!"

"..."

Amidst the astonishment in the hall, all kinds of ambiguous discussions emerged one after another.

However, Ning Wanzhou didn't seem to hear, and sat beside Duke Zhen indifferently.

He raised his eyelids and looked at Nan Baozhu.

Nan Baozhu avoided his sight.

In the past three years, there has never been a moment when I feel that the distance between each other is as far away as it is now.

She has lived in a deep boudoir for a long time, and she doesn't know what it means to be a famous family in Chang'an.

But tonight, seeing the majesty of the Duke of Zhen and the admiration and flattery of the noble ladies of Mandian to the Chang'an family, she vaguely understood how far away she was from Ning Wanzhou.

opposite.

Song Liu was overjoyed, and whispered to Song Ming: "Look at her cowardly appearance, my little father-in-law, it is clear that she is just playing with her. I have played enough, don't I have to go back to Chang'an now? Hmph, wait for her to enter Let her know that our family's rules are strong!"

Song Ming's smile deepened.

He looked at Nan Baozhu from afar.

The girl is sitting under the palace lantern, her skirt is exquisite, her exposed skin is as white as jade and fluorite, the most alluring thing is the heavy rabbit, her skirt can only cover most of it, restrained and charming, playful I don't know what it's like to get up.

Nan Baozhu noticed his gaze.

As she looked, Song Ming slowly raised his glass to her, licked the corner of his mouth, and showed a greasy smile.

Nan Baozhu was disgusted, and turned her head away in disgust.

Seeing this, Song Liu was filled with displeasure: "If it wasn't for the emperor's gift of marriage, I would really despise such a frivolous woman! If you dare to throw face at you before you get married, wouldn't it be a disaster when you marry in the future? ?!"

She rolled her cloudy and yellow eyes and whispered a few words to her grandson Song Chengrui.

Song Chengrui had a smirk on his face, and because of his young age, he purposely rushed to Nan Baozhu's side.

He yelled: "You are the one who wants to be my stepmother, you have to serve me well! Peel the walnuts, quickly peel the walnuts for me to enjoy!"

This child is exactly the age when people hate dogs.

Seeing Nan Baozhu's wrinkled face, he immediately let out a smirk and acted recklessly,

All the bowls and chopsticks, soup, and food on her table were scattered on the floor, and even Nan Baozhu's skirt was stained.

"Master told you to peel walnuts, don't you understand, woman?!"

Frantically, he stretched out his hand to grab Nan Baozhu's skirt.

Nan Baozhu stood up, frowned Xuan Yue's eyebrows and retreated in disgust.

She really couldn't bear the attention of the whole hall, couldn't bear the taunting eyes of Song's mother and son, she blushed and quickly left Chengle Hall.

The maid caught up and said cautiously: "Miss Nansi, I will lead you to the side hall to change clothes."

Nan Baozhu came to the side hall, closed the door of the hall, and lay down on the couch alone, her almond eyes gradually became scarlet and moist.

Since she was a child, she has been the beloved pearl of her grandmother and parents, and she has never been angered like this!

But the other party is from the Xiangfu, she doesn't even dare to bicker!

Nan Baozhu buried her head in her arms, and was about to cry out of grievance.

With a sound of "squeak", someone pushed open the palace door.

Ning Wanzhou closed the door casually: "Sister."

Nan Baozhu looked up at him.

The young man who caught his eyes was beautiful and dazzling, but he was also very strange.

He is no longer Wanwan, the little orphan girl who warmed her quilt back then, and he is not even Wanwan, the servant who beats and scolds her freely on weekdays.

He is the Duke of Zhenguo, the noble little prince.

Nan Baozhu looked away angrily: "What are you doing!"

"Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi's plan, I think you already know." Ning Wanzhou sat on the side of the couch, caressing the Bu Yao she wore on her bun, "Sister, you can only get rid of it if you follow me." The treacherous waves in Shengjing City can prevent the Nan family from being controlled by others."

Nan Baozhu remained silent.

"I won't really want my sister's innocence. I just need to let others think that you and I have a physical relationship, that's enough. The Song family loves face, and they won't still be willing to marry after such a thing happened in public at the palace banquet. you."

Ning Wanzhou pulled out the gold hairpin from her hair, and slowly pierced her fingertips.

He dripped bright red blood on the dark blue satin quilt.

He casually threw away the golden step, the small vermilion lacquer crown, and the single gauze robe.

He took off his shoes and socks, unbuttoned his belt, and unbuttoned the inner lining.

A glazed lamp hanging beside the couch illuminated the young man's thin but tough body.

Like the strongest pine and cypress among the cliffs, it brings an unparalleled sense of security to those who fall off the cliff.

He was kneeling on the couch, with a few locks of hair hanging from the corner of his forehead, which made his beauty even more beautiful.

He drooped his fox eyes, clenched his hands on his knees into fists, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sister..."

Nan Baozhu closed her eyes with difficulty.

No matter how reluctant, no matter how sad and angry, she clearly understood that the young man in front of her was the one who rescued her from the sea of ​​suffering.

Can't blame him, can't blame him.

You can't marry into the Song family, you can't let Chu Huaixiu and Nan Jing's scheme succeed, and you can't drag the family down.

After a long time, Nan Baozhu finally raised her hand tremblingly.

She took off her pearl hairpin and shook it step by step, her hair full of black hair cascading down like a waterfall.

She lowered her eyes and slowly untied the cumbersome skirt tie.

I have imagined countless times how charming and romantic it would be to undress with my husband for the first time.

But I never thought that the first time I met a man frankly, it was in such a desperate situation, so desolate and sad, so without dignity!

The upper half of the girl's face was shrouded in shadow.

Gorgeous red lips without any curvature.

As the skirt and inner garment fell away like flowers withered, two lines of tears rolled down her white and round chin and onto the dark blue satin quilt.

Countless footsteps came from outside the hall, it was Ning Wanzhou's people who attracted the officials and their families in the hall.

The noise was mixed with Song Liu's sharp sarcasm: "You must have misunderstood, Nan Baozhu is already the daughter-in-law of my Song family, how could she still be entangled with Young Master Ning?! My family Ming'er is Minister of the Ministry of Officials, how dare she cuckold Ming'er?!"

"elder sister……"

Ning Wanzhou looked at Nan Baozhu.

Under the lamplight, the young girl was shockingly beautiful, more radiant and holy than Bai Liuli.

The roots of his ears were red, he quickly lowered his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Sister, I offended you."

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I think the little prince still respects Zhuzhu.

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